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Flowing through space and time. Wandering dimensionally through ethereal realms and back. Sliver of reality we live, oblivious of all that exists. Writhing in the bog, clawing to survive. Looking up looking out, like babes in the crib. Wandering, wondering. Mysteries wrapped in mysteries, never to be known. Undaunted, pressing on. Pressing on to a future unknowable. To places beyond belief.
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 8:04 AM UTC
Wandering
Flowing through space and time. Wandering dimensionally through ethereal realms and back. Sliver of reality we live, oblivious of all that exists. Writhing in the bog, clawing to survive. Looking up looking out, like babes in the crib. Wandering, wondering. Mysteries wrapped in mysteries, never to be known. Undaunted, pressing on. Pressing on to a future unknowable. To places beyond belief.
jg-collins
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 8:04 AM UTC
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